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The Cabin

In the wilderness,a heavy feelingcan be feltin the humid airA patch of weedsand overgrown bushesgrow unrulyin a part of the wildernessWild flowersin mix colors grows beautifullyleft aloneA lone cabin stood neglectedin the open spaceof the middle of nowhereA billows of smoke from its chimney puffs its way outonto the gloomy night skyThe dusk can be discernedbeginning to swallowthe remaining lightAn ancient lady according to rumorlives aloneher age unknown

You got lost in that part of the wilderness. Will you seek shelter or run the opposite direction?

I would go to the house. I bet the woman is lonely and seems scary because she isolated herself from people who like to judge others. I think she would love a visit from someone who just wants to hear her wisdom and share a glass of tea.

True! I slept late because of it. My husband was already scolding me since we have an early appointment for our Annual physical exam. 😁 But I can’t put my pen down until I finish my idea. Why do ideas come at the most inopportune hours, right?😁

oh you really give me so much joy. like wise Winnie your positive words and thoughts that come through your poetry and musings has been the light that has guided me on many occasions, I am so thankful for you.